The forge was empty. So were the hallways, and pretty much every other place Lily had looked. 

One wouldn't think it difficult for a demon nearly three millennia old to find a single human, but as it turned out such a thing was difficult. She had only the clicking of her own shoes for company as she walked around the Citadel. He hadn't even been in his room when she checked, making the whole situation even more mysterious. Was he avoiding her? No, that was unlikely, unless her more... beastly sides had scared him, but then again he was also a fighter, and likely among the most powerful humans to exist. It was a difficult thought to accept, that he had somehow been frightened by her, when he himself made use of weapons on the level of some lesser demons' powers. She felt a frown come onto her face. If that were truly the case, then she had misjudged him. Arkoni, the frailest of them all, was clearly no more frightened of her and Fenn than a tiger would be of a lion. A healthy respect for a powerful creature, most likely, but frightened? She doubted it. 

She exhaled, expelling the thoughts with the same breath. She hadn't been mistaken, she knew it. If a baker from France had not been frightened enough by her to run away, then neither would someone who fought and killed both demons and angels. It was a thought that brought a small smile on her face, and added a small skip to her steps. 

She ought to check some of the places she'd been again. If she could travel to and from Earth for whatever errands she wanted to run, then so could he. If he had been out, then it was likely that he would be in his chambers. It was in the other end of the Citadel from where she was, so it gave her plenty of time to consider both her looks and presentation. The dress she wore was one she knew to be a cheongsam. It fell to her ankles and had a cut in the right side from the thigh down, allowing her to walk unhampered. She realised it was of chinese origin, and not japanese, but she preferred the aesthetic of this one over the kimono. She had also chosen are far more slender figure this time, having noted that Souta's attention was not quite where she wanted it to be, if a conversation was to successful. She had no intentions of seducing the man. This time, she just wanted to talk, and hand over a gift she thought he might appreciate. 

Minutes later she was back at the door which she knew lead to Souta's room. Not one to hesitate when there were things she wanted, Lily raised her hand and knocked.